When we last checked in on the long and storied rivalry (OK, one game!) between the New York Red Bulls and New York City FC, the boys in blue were so busy shooting themselves in the foot, it was amazing they could walk, let alone kick a ball.

Well, what a difference six weeks makes -- not to mention a fit David Villa, a stable back four, a more balanced midfield and the mouth-watering prospect of a certain bearded Italian maestro and a well-worn English antique bolstering NYCFC's quest for world...

My jangled emotions, heightened in no small part by the memory of my late father's fierce 40-year affection for Barcelona (he was equally besotted with Arsenal, of course) and elevated to DEFCON 1 by the week-long buildup to the Champions League final against Juventus, were not soothed even after the last kick of the game, an inch-perfect Neymar strike beyond the despairing lunge of Gianluigi Buffon.

The ESPN FC panel share their thoughts about the Premier League's most disappointing XI according to ESPN FC's David Hirshey.

Who stayed up? Who's heading to the Championship? Who will be playing in Europe next season? We have everything you may have missed from the last Sunday in the Premier League right here.

Sometimes a man has to honor his past, even if it includes nary a league title since 2004. He needs to look closely at the events that helped forge him, the people who led him to his current state of underachieving acceptance.

It is in this spirit of remembrance that I honor the seminal character in the creation of this annual list and present this year's Fernando Torres Most Disappointing XI of the 2014-15 Premier League season.

Who stayed up? Who's heading to the Championship? Who will be playing in Europe next season? We have everything you may have missed from the last Sunday in the Premier League right here.

I could have made this so easy; just copy Chelsea's roster and call it my Premier League Best XI for 2014-15. Ok, I might have knocked out a couple of the lesser players like Ruben Loftus-Cheek and that guy in a mask whose best pass of 2015 earned him a one-game suspension, but the real reason I decided not to was that I didn't want to ape the Professional Football Association -- they named practically every member of the title-winning squad, except for Jose Mourinho's personal meditation swami.

Well, thank God that's over, and by "that," I mean the worldwide conspiracy to stop Chelsea from Mayweathering us to death by boredom. Now that they have mercifully wrapped up this season's Premier League title, we get to enjoy three blissfully Mourinho-bleating-free weeks followed by the only game that matters anyway: the FA Cup final.

In the interim, the David Moyes imposter with the Dutch accent is trying desperately to keep Brendan Rodgers employed as United try to hand the final Champions...

A fumble from Reading goalkeeper Adam Federici in extra time handed holders Arsenal a 2-1 victory and a place in the FA Cup final.

It's important for men of a certain age to get their rest, and now Steven Gerrard can spend his 35th birthday relaxing with the missus and the kids. He can even take them to Wembley and have a perfectly nice afternoon where nobody will care if he moves a little too slowly. There will be no anxiety about slipping on the grass or having to exhort his teammates with one of his Churchillian "We go again" orations. And best of all, he won't have to worry about his birthday being ruined by Arsenal.